...if found, please report to NO ONE. Why? Because Charlie Sheen is gift from God. His antics are a joyous freshwater spring of hilarity in which I soak myself whenever his name pops up in the headlines. And lucky me, guess who's back in the news.
Yes the troubled star was happened upon by police in his NY hotel this morning and reported as drunk, naked, and out of control (as if there's any other way to party). Sheen, whose company consisted of a solitary young lady (of whom I'm sure had many fine, Christian reasons for being there), apparently noticed his wallet had gone missing and flew into a violent rage. Or, as it will be referred from this day forward, proceeded to Charlie Sheen all over the place. I mean honestly, isn't it time we gave this guy his due? He has been busting his ass for the last twenty some-odd years to impress us with his sheer insanity, and it's become abundantly clear that it's because he wants "going insane" to henceforth be called "Charlie Sheening." And it damn well should.
After all, we are talking about a 45 year old man who was just apprehended after completely trashing his hotel room while stark naked (with his Two and a Half Men hanging out, mind you), only 2 months removed from rehab and only 6 months removed from an incident in which he may or may not have tried to stab his wife. And what do his publicists say? That "Mr. Sheen had an adverse allergic reaction to some medication." They should be terminated immediately. I will gladly replace them, and I will happily offer the press and police and subsequent judges and juries much more accurate and pertinent explanations of the celebrity's riotous shenanigans :
"Mr. Sheen had a tremendously magnificent reaction to a whole shit-ton of booze and decided, as is his right, to go fucking Charlie Sheen all over everyone's asses. Topper Harley for life! Peace!"
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